"I don't think he cares. I don't know him very well. He's new." Kianna waves her hand dismissively in the air. "Aya makes teas sometimes but I never really drink any. She mighy have taught him something." Kianna glances hesitantly at Misha, her stomach tied in knots from their close interaction. She would probably go off into the forest and find somewhere to sleep after all this. She was so tired from this. From everything.